Intro: A: Yeah, uh huh because I got it like that, uh huh Because I got it like that, wooh, uh huh Because I got it like that G: Like how? A: Like that Verse 1: Afrika, Mike G Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step on stage, you scream for more Afrika got rhymes galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not, I'll snap a second time After that, I guarantee You will be standing next to me Left or right side, take your pick But girl, you've got to make it quick Baby, baby, baby I know I drive you crazy MC's know me as Mike G Girls hold on to me tightly Warm personality That's why they get close to me Try their best to drive me wild Say they want to bear my child I go away, they say, "Come back" Why? Why? Because I got it like that Chorus: A: Yeah, uh huh G: Because I got it like that A: Yeah, uh huh G: Because I got it like that A: A ha ha, uh huh G: Because I got it like that A: Like how? G: Like that Verse 2: Afrika, Mike G No problem, (why?) because I got it like that A Baby Bam beat and an African rap My partner by my side, Sammy B is on the cut Your DJs chilly chill, but hey, so what? Nuggets in my pocket, wine in my hand I got it like that, but you still don't understand It comes to me natural, it comes to me easy I just lay back and let the big beat lead me I never work a day in my life Single jungle brother, no kids, no wife 100,000 rhymes from one band, that's many But back where I come from, they ain't worth a penny You've got a lot of talent, but you fail to see You paid for yours, I got mine for free Play in the rain and don't get wet Walk through the desert and don't even sweat Play in the snow and don't get cold I'm just a cool young brother who looks kinda old Run around the word, schoolin' the sound If I commit a crime, I get caught, I slide. I've got ladies uptown and money on the floor There's not a thing in the world that I'm askin' for Chorus 2: A: Wooh, uh huh G: Because I got it like that You wanna know why, brother? Because I got it like that A: Uh huh G: I ain't jokin', I ain't playin', it's just my brother I got it like that A: A ha ha Verse 3: Afrika Used to be a player, couldn't be trusted But still in all, I never got busted A girl in every part of New York City I thought it was fun, it used to look witty I had it all spread out, even one next door I had it like that, so what ya askin' for? 4 to 5, you see, was my minimum And every day, I used to go and get with 'em One for every hour on the hour One on the way while I was in the shower It sounds kinda crazy, it sounds kinda bold But you see, Afrika was the one they loved So you see, it got to a point where they didn't care They didn't wanna give me up, so they agreed to share Chorus 3: A: Because I got it like that G: I hear you, brother, word A: Because I got it like that G: Man, you's one baaaaaad jungle brother A: Like that Like that Outro: A: Uh, wooh, Sammy B, B, you got it like that I know you got it like that Yo Mike G from the Jungle Brothers, man New Orleans got it like that New York City got it like that Los Angeles got it like that Cleveland got it like that Let me see, who else got it like that? G: Detroit A: Who? G: Detroit A: Man, yeah, Atlanta got it like that Philadelphia got it like that Texas got it like that, let me see Somebody else got it like that G: D.C. A: Yea, D.C., D.C. got it like that Boston, Miami, I know you got it like that, Miami G: Word A: Word up, yo, I'm outta here, you know why? Both: BECAUSE I GOT IT LIKE THAT